Jesus Christ has the Name above all names
because He alone is enthroned at the right hand of God,
and from there is making all enemies His footstool.
A year or so ago, my sister-in-law introduced Karen and me to a ministry at her church that has helped her reflect daily on God’s Word. The ministry is called Yada Factor, a curious name that is based on the Hebrew word “yada,” to know. Yada’s purpose is to encourage people to know—really know—the Living God through daily meditation on Scripture.
You can learn more about Yada Factor and the format they have developed to help believers go deep with God’s Word. Just go to yadafactor.com. As an example, I thought I would share a recent entry from my journal in which I follow the format:
Saturday, 9/19/15, 8:15 PM
Psalm 150:6, Let everything that breathes sing praises to the Lord! Yes, praise the Lord.
The psalmist encourages everything with breath to praise God. And then, to bring the appeal close to home, he says to himself, praise the Lord. That’s a word for me as well. Hey you! Matt! Praise the Lord!’
Praise of the Living God is something we deliberately take on. It is a call from God that we must choose to embrace. So I choose praise. I choose thanksgiving. I choose hope. I choose faith.
“I praise you, O Living God, for the kindness you are showing to me in so many areas. [I then identify some specifics.] I praise you, O Living God, for guiding Karen and me to A, who has helped us with recent financial decisions we had to make. I praise you for restoring Paul, my grandson, to health and happiness. I praise you for brothers and sisters in Christ, and for so many opportunities with them to push God’s kingdom forward here in Princeton and throughout the Northeast. I praise your name, O Living God.
One final choice, Lord. It may seem gloomy, but it is a reality of life. In light of this verse, I have begun praying that I will daily choose to praise you until the day I die. It says in Psalm 146:2, I will praise the Lord as long as I live. I will sing praises to him with my dying breath. Lord, I mean to praise you every day of my life. I mean to sing your glory right up until I die. So help me, Lord Jesus.”